Cold

I’m so old that I remember when going outside in the cold meant you would catch a cold! I recently recovered from my yearly knock-me-down cold. Getting it every year in winter would seem to support the cold weather→sick cold hypothesis. Just in case, I’ve painted some oranges and berries to remind you to stay stocked up on your Vitamin C!

Orange slices painted in watercolor

We know better these days. We know there have to be germs around first. But today’s extreme cold could certainly wear down a body’s defenses so that germs could settle in for a spell! An extreme cold warning is in effect in our area, with wind chills to -25°F (-31°C). Frostbite could happen within 30 minutes.

The climate of our nation could be compared to a deep freeze. Hearts are hard as a frozen pond, and the germs of malice and hate have found a foothold. But there are pockets of reprieve, where strangers (regardless of political leanings) are invited into the warmth, sheltered from the winds of chaos. These pockets of love and kindness are like immunity boosters against the hostility whipping through the cold winter winds outside.

Every individual we meet is created in the image of God and worthy to be valued on that basis alone. May we spread kindness and mercy today through actions and words to whomever we meet, and may it boost our communal immunity against division and strife.


This post is written in response to Kate Motaung’s Five Minute Friday link-up. These prompts are fun to respond to, and only take five minutes to compose. Today’s prompt? You guessed it! COLD

Experiencing Love in Everyday Moments

I drove to have coffee with a friend a few days ago. Snow was still on the ground from several days before, but this day was warm and drizzly. I passed through a few thick patches of fog on my way through the hills. I was struck by all the phases of water I was seeing at the same time through the windshield: solid snow banks and icicles clinging to the side of rocky cliffs, banks of fog barely pierced by my headlights, and wet drizzle pelting the windows.

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